two words

Loss. Cut.

Loss. Cut.

These two words about sum up my mental space recently.

Two simple and powerful words translating into stiff shoulders, rigid back and a whole chain of rather unfriendly reactions.

And churning. Lots of churning in my stomach. And tons of burping and discomfort. I feel like a billowing whale most of the time.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s